The Sea Hag
Whose face has become shriveled, like a dried up old rag.
Here she waits for the mariners washed up by the waves,
Then the witch kills off the unfortunate that the ocean saves.
Out of her watery element she is an evil witch in disguise,
Look closely, however, and you will see her serpent eyes.
When her lair floods from the tide, or from a sea storm,
She slowly changes back into her hideous dragon form.
This slithering monster swims just off of the beach,
Waiting for her prey to be washed up within reach.
With claws that rip, and sharp pointed teeth that tear,
She pulls apart her victims, brings them back to her lair.
This witch has no wisdom, lives only to kill and to feed,
Though there is never enough to fill her insatiable greed.
So the sea hag sits in her cave, and has to patiently wait,
For the next ship of unlucky sailors, to meet their grim fate.
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.